After Ye Feng used his soul to possess him, his combat power surged and his momentum swept out like a storm. Liu Fangsi's heart trembled and felt an inconfrontation.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng punched the spear of the world-destroying spear, and saw that the spear, which was completely condensed by the power of the soul, could not even shake the hair of Ye Feng's soul, and was directly shattered by a punch.
Immediately afterwards, the suction force of the vortex formed by the power of the soul on Ye Feng's body surged, absorbing and swallowing all the broken spears.
"This kid hides his strength, he is definitely more than the seventh level of the divine realm!"
Liu Fangsi was frightened and shouted while manipulating her soul to escape.
But her speed was too slow for Ye Feng. Ye Feng instantly caught up with her and punched her on the back of the soul.
"Bang!"
The violent force blasted the back of the huge soul into a hollow of more than ten meters in diameter, and the power of the broken soul overflowed everywhere, all absorbed by Ye Feng.
"Cool!"
Ye Feng laughed loudly, and the Netherworld Sutra devoured the power of the soul, which made him feel very happy, and even his soul felt numb.
"Bang bang bang!"
Ye Feng didn't give Liu Fangsi a chance to breathe. His fists slammed down like a storm, smashing his soul like a broken bag.
Almost half of Liu Fangsi's soul had been broken by Ye Feng, and it turned into a soul power and was swallowed by Ye Feng. At this moment, her body fell to the ground, invading the sea of consciousness in pain. She held her head and couldn't help but beg for mercy loudly in her mouth.
"I was wrong. I spare me. I am just an immortal. Killing me will not do you any good. Please spare me!"
"You have a lot of money, so I will give you my life. I am willing to give you all my wealth. Please spare my life!"
Liu Fangsi kept begging for mercy, and his soul stood between heaven and earth like a candle in the wind, as if a gust of wind could blow away.
Ye Feng's eyes were indifferent, and he walked down from the air step by step, stood in front of Liu Fangsi, and said calmly: "Aren't you very powerful? Isn't the Soul Pavilion very powerful? I threatened me, wanted to kill me, snatch Buddhist beads, and snatch the Thick Soul Lotus of Soul
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"What about now? Why are you begging for mercy now? Do you think it's useful?"
Ye Feng's tone made Liu Fangsi's pupils shrink, feeling something was wrong, and he quickly said, "I know I'm wrong, I never dare to do it anymore, I'm confused, I don't know Mount Tai, I hope..."
"Bang!"
Liu Fangsi's head was blown into powder by violent fist wind. As a person in the Imperial Soul Pavilion, even if Liu Fangsi is at the fifth level of the Divine Realm, she is majoring in the soul and her body is not strong, so she is easily bombarded by Ye Feng.
"I'm not interested in listening to you old woman nonsense."
Ye Feng's eyes flew over Liu Fangsi's corpse, looking at the evil spirit that had fallen and was about to dissipate into the power of the soul and returned to heaven and earth. A flash of light flashed in his eyes.
If Liu Fang thought of killing Ye Feng, she would have to be mentally prepared to die. What's more, she majored in spiritual souls. Ye Feng could use her evil spirit to cultivate the Netherworld Sutra, so she absolutely did not give up Liu Fangsi's reason.
With one step forward, Ye Feng appeared directly above the evil spirit soul, opened his mouth, and the power of the soul surged out, condensed into a whirlpool, pulling and pulling the entire evil spirit soul, tearing it into a series of soul forces, swallowing and absorbing.
After doing all this, Ye Feng found that the Netherworld Sutra had improved a lot, and then turned around and saw that Ji Sheng had been surrounded and killed by Jian Wuchen and Hu Zhen, dozens of monks, including Liu Fangsi's men.
Just now when Ye Feng crushed Liu Fangsi with thunder, Jian Wuchen and Hu Zhen realized something was wrong. The combat power displayed by Ye Feng was comparable to the sixth level of the Divine Realm.
Although he was unwilling to believe this fact, Jian Wuchen and Hu Zhen knew in their hearts that facing such a powerful Ye Feng, they could not escape even if they escaped. They could only capture Ji Sheng and threaten Ye Feng with this, and wait for three people.
Only when the sect leader comes will he have a glimmer of hope.
It’s just a pity that they did not expect that although Ji Sheng only had the third level of the Divine Realm, his strength could beat the fourth level of the Divine Realm, and even with his never-tiring humanity holy body, he could fight against the fifth level of the Divine Realm.
In addition, Fang Tian's painting halberd and weapon soul, luck and golden dragon, Ji Sheng was in a calm manner when facing them, and he was calm in dealing with it.
Although they were almost unable to resist it now, they had no time and Ye Feng had already killed Liu Fangsi.
"Dare to take action against him and seek death!"
A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and disappeared again the next moment. When it appeared, it was already above Hu Zhen, and the cracked knife drew a shocking cold light.
"No, I am the elder of Guyu Sect. You can't kill me. If you kill me, Guyu Sect will not let you go. The sect leader will definitely want you to die without a place of burial, and even your whole family will die!"
When Hu Zhen saw the sword light, he realized that he could not stop the knife, or even avoid it. He couldn't help but scream wildly, trying to use threats to stop Ye Feng.
It’s just a pity that Hu Zhen didn’t know what Ye Feng hated the most, that someone threatened him with his relatives and people close to him. Hu Zhen did this to touch Ye Feng’s rebellious scale.
"Go to die!"
The Rising Knife slashed down sharply, and the sword light was like a stream of fire, fleeting, but when Ye Feng fell down and turned his back to Hu Zhen, Hu Zhen was already motionless.
A thin line of blood appeared between the eyebrows, and then the center of the eyebrows was as the center of the eyebrows, and blood gushed wildly, as if a blood rain was falling. Then Hu Zhen's body cracked in half, one left and one right at the same time.
"You lunatic, you really dare to kill them!"
Jian Wuchen was about to take Ji Sheng, but as soon as Hu Zhen died, it was his turn next, which made him panic and lost his composure and immediately lost the possibility of taking Ji Sheng.
Therefore, Jian Wuchen quickly opened the distance, stared at Ye Feng and said, "Even if you dare to kill them, it doesn't matter, but I am the son of Jian Xiaozun and the third son of Wanjianlou. You can't kill me no matter what.
, otherwise my father will never stop with you, and you will get into big trouble!"
"Oh."
Ye Feng threw a pill to Ji Sheng, who was covered in scars, and looked at Jian Wuchen and sneered: "Don't you know that I hate other people's threats the most?"
"What is the son of Jian Xiaozun? What is Wanjian Tower? He is just an ant and thinks he is a lion."
Ye Feng said, step by step towards Jian Wuchen. Every time he took a step forward, Jian Wuchen's fear deepened a little.
As Ye Feng kept approaching, Jian Wuchen did not dare to turn his back to Ye Feng, so he could only face Ye Feng and stagger back. However, he became more and more frightened and more frightened. He was even lost in his mind, tripped by a stone, and sat on the ground.
The fourth-level master of the Divine Realm was tripped by a stone like a mortal, and sat on the ground in horror and looked at Ye Feng.
"You, don't come over, I dare not threaten you. I was wrong. I knew I was wrong. I spare my life and a dog's life!"
"As long as you are willing to let me go, I will never cause trouble for you in my life. Also, I have money and women. I will give you whatever you want!"